My Weary Baby

My Weary Baby searched for a spade that they would sometimes smash. It is considered to be an odd activity, to my children, but not to the Baby, who had come to the conclusion it was exciting. Who would have imagined, a spade is the item to choose.

My Weary Baby needed a can of coke that they would embrace. It would have been a fairly original thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Baby, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is simply life. Who would have thought, a can of coke of all things.

My Weary Baby desperately wanted a pint of cider that they would sometimes embrace. It should be a bizarre activity, to you and me, but not to the Baby, who assumed that this idea was the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have thought, a pint of cider of all things.

My Weary Baby often carried a helmet that they would sometimes experiment on. This seems a peculiar undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Baby, who had come to the conclusion it would be breathtaking. You wouldnt have imagined, a helmet being the chosen thing.

My Weary Baby desperately wanted a mug that they sometimes worship. One might find this to be a fairly different exercise, to my neighbour, but not to the Baby, who considered that this idea was fun. Remarkably, a mug having that done to it

My Weary Baby always kept a dildo that they sometimes put up their bum. This could be considered an original approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Baby, who considered it was fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a dildo being the thing selected.